A Baby For Billionaire Knox

THEME: The good looking boss

KNOX MARTINS BEACH HOUSE

WEDNESDAY EVENING

Eretia pressed the doorbell for the fifteenth time but got no response. She had gone to the Martins Empire to ask for Knox’s address so she could start work but Mrs Elaina asked her to stay around with her for a while.

The chairlady showed her pictures of Knox when he was little, his college days and his images as a model. And when it was time for her to leave, Mrs Elaina ordered her driver to take Eretia to Knox’s house.

“Well… maybe he doesn’t want me to come in.” Eretia reasoned.

“No but Mrs Elaina said he can see anyone out here from inside his apartment.” Eretia said to herself.

“I am not leaving this place until he opens up the door.” She sounded determined.

Second clicked by until two minutes was gone. “But I can’t stay out here for too long because it would snow soon.” She gripped her coat tightly.

The weather forecast says that it would snow heavily from tonight.

“He should better open up or else I will have to break down this door.” She kicked at the door. “Ouch!” She yelped in pain.

“Maybe… a proper introduction would do.” Eretia cleared her throat and focused on the small device connected to the video intercom outside.

“Hello Mr Knox Martins, I am Eretia Jones your new personal assistant and maid. I will do a good job at taking care of you. So please open up so I can start work.. thank you.” Eretia wanted to bow but unfortunately for her she hit her head on the device.

“Argg!!” She rubbed it. “This is so annoying! Why won’t he open up after introduction?!” Then she wanted to kick the door but she stopped.

Her phone buzzed. It was an incoming call from Mrs Elaina. “Hello Ma’am.”

“Yeah.. Eretia, have you met my son?” The old lady asked.

“No I have pressed the doorbell so many times but no response. I don’t think -”

“Do you want to give up?” Mrs Elaina cuts in sharply.

“No! I am just trying to say that I don’t think he is at home. But I’ll wait out here for him.” Eretia replied.

“I called his office and his designer said he didn’t show up at work today.” Mrs Elaina Martins said.

“Maybe you should try calling his number.” Eretia suggested.

“He is not picking up my calls.” Mrs Elaina responded.

Eretia heard a car horn nearby. “Wait he hasn’t been home all along. I think he is here now.”

“Let us talk later.” Mrs Elaina disconnected the call.

Eretia took few steps backwards and she saw a car driving into the private driveway in front of Knox Martin’s beach house. And as Knox Martins drove into the driveway, he couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows when he noticed the lady standing on the porch with a big box. Her back view didn’t look like Betty or Mary and she was on phone. She turned fully to see her boss and her heart beat accelerated as he came out of the car.

And Knox Martins jaw dropped slightly when Eretia turned to look at him. “Psycho lady?” He muttered. Knox Martins recognized her immediately.

Eretia gasped out. “Wow… he looks like a water god. And more handsome than the pictures on my cellphone.” Eretia drooled as she admired her new boss.

Knox Martins was a fierce looking and a man full of good looks. His black hair fell loosely over his forehead in a dangerous way. He has an incredibly thick and well defined chest that was revealing underneath two button loosed silk shirt. His arms are rock hard with veins prominent against his bulging muscles.

Eretia snapped out of thought so her new boss won’t catch her ogling at him. She did her best to put the brightest smile on her face. Eretia waved at him as she waited for him to join her.

Knox Martin locked his car. His heart skipped beat as he took in her features. He admitted that she did look wonderful tonight. She looked better than the lady he had met months ago. Her long hair was carefree and cute. She opted in for a pair of blue knee length gown with a black woolen coat on it and a stiletto heels.

Knox Martins walked closer to the front door. He was surprised to see her there. And Knox thought he was imagining things again. Over two months away, he had tried to convince himself to forget about her but it was easier said than done. She had popped into his thought over and over again whenever he was busy at work and in his sleep. Knox Martins had visited the same spot she had bumped into him that night but it seems they would never reconnect. He had no idea why her image had flooded his mind when Mary Ann had asked if he was in love.

Perhaps is he in love with the woman? The psycho lady he barely knew. The psycho lady images always finds it way to his mind’s eye. It was hard to figure out why he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

Knox Martins stared at her and couldn’t take his eyes off her. Her aquamarine eyes with long thick lashes which had left him mesmerized the moment he had looked into them that night. He wondered what she was doing at his front door with a box. She looked so different! And he would have doubted it if he had seen her from a far distance or randomly on the street again.

Well this time Eretia had put extra effort into her hair and adding rogue to her cheeks. They kept staring at each other without saying any words. Eretia was thinking of what to say while she looked into his piercing pale silver eyes so light and they almost look white.

Knox Martins tucked his hands in slack pant trouser pockets as he felt like reaching out to her and pulling her into his arms. But he wouldn’t do that.

Enough of the staring contest and do your work! Eretia scolded herself and cleared her throat. “Good evening sir, I am -”

“What do we have here?” Knox Martins interrupted with a feigned frown on his face. “Do I have a delivery? Oh! You can bring the papers so I can sign them although I don’t remember placing an order for anything.”

Eretia shot him a confused look. Knox clenched his fists in the pockets to suppress the urge to touching her.

“Uhmm..” She cleared her throat again. “I am not here to deliver anything.” Eretia walked back quickly and pulled her box closer to where he stood waiting for her to explain things to him.

“This is my personal box.” She said.

Knox raised his eyebrows. “Did you miss your way? Oh you need me to help you find your way back to your home?” Knox asked.

“No I am your new personal assistant and maid.” Eretia blurted out.

Knox forehead creased. “What?!” He couldn’t believe his ears.

Eretia shook her head. “Yes, Mrs Elaina Martins hired me to help you.”

Unbelievable! He almost burst of happiness! She was his maid now! “No.. wait… I don’t like anyone staying with me.” Knox thought deeply with a dazed look on his face.

Then he decided to hang tough. A part of him wanted to invite her in but the other part disagreed.

“Sorry who is she?” He asked.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Who?” Eretia asked in return.

“The woman who hired you.” Knox replied.

“She is your mother.” Eretia answered.

“I don’t have a mother and I don’t need a personal assistant or a maid. So I guess you are in the wrong place.” Knox said with a serious look on his face.

That’s a lie! He knew she was in the right place.

“You should find something else to do aside working as a maid, psycho lady.” Knox grumbled as he moved to the door.

“Pardon?” Ereria heard what he said.

Knox stopped on track and he turned to face her. “Can you do me a favour?” He demanded.

Eretia walked towards him with a smile on his face. “At your service sir.”

Knox covered the gap between them and expected Eretia to step backward like most women would do but she didn’t. Eretia stared back at him and he wondered if she also knew they had met once.

“How much did she pay you?” Knox asked.

“Who?” Eretia asked too.

Knox wished she would stop asking question to answer his question. “The old lady.” He answered